AOTC:Zam thanks Jango

From The Star Wars Erotica Saga

Balcony of a Trade Federation office tower

"Jango, trust me. Have I ever let you down?"

"Not yet, Zam," Jango replies. You smile, showing teeth, and approach him with a sway to your hips.

"And I never ask for anything in return. I never need you to say thank-you -- which is good, 'cause I don't think you ever will." You rap on his metallic chest plate. "But I want to say thanks to you."

Jango's death's-head mask remains still. "Just get the job done, Zam, then I can get paid."

You shake your head, easing your hands down to the bounty hunter's armoured waist. "It's more than the creds, Jango." You lower yourself to your knees.

"Zam, get up." His voice is as devoid of emotion as ever.

You flash him a wicked smile. "Gonna make me?" You let your hands fall over the twin WESTAR pistols holstered at his sides, then over the plates covering his upper thighs.

"Get up."

"Jango, stop hiding behind that bucket. We go back. Give a girl a break, huh?" You reach for his codpiece, but Jango slips himself out of your reach.

"You're not a girl, Zam," he states flatly.

"Sometimes I am," you grin, and scoot forward to cling to his belt. "Can't shake me off, Jango, unless you're prepared to throw me off the side. Let me do this, Jango. It's important." You stare up at him, wishing you could see the eyes behind his blank, black visor.

"Why?" he asks.

• "Because we're all we have."
• "Because you have a son, but you need a lover."
• "Because I've fallen in love with you, Jango."
• "Because you want it just as much as I do."

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